Saturday, March 1, 2014

That Sets a Poem Apart




Words can say anything
That spills from the heart
But oh, it’s what it makes us feel
That sets a poem apart

…from regular ramble
Of shaped Abc’s
A poem is an ocean
Caught on a breeze
Rush of hurricane
Without a sound
Thunder of teardrop
Crushing the ground
It’s childhood revisited
It’s sweet coming home
It’s loss, love and longing
Wrapped up in a poem
It’s a hug when we’re lonely
Its beauty on air
It’s ‘hello, my Darling’
And ‘don’t touch me there’
Want turns to wonder
And wonder halts time
As heartache and hunger
Are quaffed in its rhyme
For words can paint pictures
In mind-numbing art
But oh, it’s what it makes us feel
That sets a poem apart

© Janet Martin



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